A long day of somewhat satisfying classes and now it's the weekend. My CT scan to make sure all of the cancer is gone has been pushed back yet again to the 31st of the month. I wish I could just get the damn thing done already, because I can't stand having this big indefinite thing hanging over my head.

Matt has been coming down with something the past few days and actually took today off from work to rest, something I don't think I can ever recall him doing in the three years I've known him. That's probably what makes me worry most. I think I'm going to make a big pot of soup for him tomorrow... except that I'm not exactly sure how to make any kind of soup. Does anyone have any good recipes?

I went by the health clinic yesterday to see all the nurses and doctors who helped me last semester during those three weeks or so of hell I had before I ended up leaving. I was really happy to see them and they were all really happy to see me; we spent a good hour or so catching up on everything that had happened. It's such a nice feeling to know that they're really and truly looking out for me here. I should send them flowers or something.

Still eating like a pig (tonight's dinner: 3 slices of pizza, a big salad, a chili dog and a bowl of ice cream). I'm up to 125 pounds.